I’ve made no attemptto hidemy extreme excitement for Edgar Wright’s “Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World.” After waiting patiently, and then irritatingly missing a series of advanced screeners for one reason or other, I finally got a chance to see “Scott Pilgrim” this weekend… and I loved it!

Job well done, Mr. Wright!

I won’t take your time rattling off a lengthy diatribe about how great “Scott Pilgrim” was nor will I list the innumerable reasons you should make every effort to go see it multiple times. After working in entertainment journalism, it’s safe to say I became a bit jaded with movies. (Full disclosure, ludicrous New York ticket prices didn’t help the situation.) I spent months gobbling up the hype around different projects, regurgitating it into boring news articles and almost always being let down be the final product. Instead of getting excited by movies like I once did, I just ended up being curious or interested but never really thrilled beyond that. This is not to say that I haven’t seen some great movies in the last few years, I just haven’t been filled with child-like enthusiasm before seeing them like I experienced up until college nor have many films left me amped like a teenage Mountain Dew bender by what I’d seen on the screen.

Bryan Lee O’Malley’s Scott Pilgrim (The books upon which the film was based.) filled me with a nostalgic enthusiasm for video games and music that energized me so much I found it hard to sit still while reading them. The previews and press for “SP Vs. The World” were some of the first pre-movie promotions that filled me with legitimate excitement in a long time. Simply, the film had a tall order to fill.

Ka-Pow!

I can’t remember the last time I walked away from a movie as pleased, as excited and as enthused as I did yesterday after seeing “Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World.” I haven’t had the desire to see a movie twice—while still in theaters—since college, but I’d happily go see “Scott Pilgrim” again right now. I’m pretty sure the last time I was this thrilled with a flick after leaving the theater was when I saw “Hot Fuzz.” Maybe Edgar Wright just pushes all the right buttons for me as a movie-goer. Maybe this film was just all sorts of good cut together into a near-perfect hour and 53 minute block of goodness. Maybe you should go see it for yourself and find out. I sincerely doubt you’ll be disappointed.